She was like an angel. Her hair glowed, and her eyes shined.

"Hello Harry."

"Mom?"

"Son."

With hot tears streaming down his cheek he embraced his mom in a hug long awaited.

"Where…where are we?" Harry stammered.

"We are here." She waived her arms in a wide sweeping motion, "It is after all Mother's day."

Harry opened his mouth to ask his mom about anything and everything when she placed a finger on his lips. "Shh. Your dad will be here soon." She smiled.

Then there was a bolt of lightning, a flash of terror, and….

Harry sat straight up in bed. A tear was on his cheek, it was mother's day. All he had was one stupid picture, and a dream.